"Don't worry, this condition can't be solved with medicine."

Song Xiaoxiao gave her a look, and Dugu Mo knew what she was thinking.

"That's good, save yourself any more trouble. What about the people out there? ”

Song Xiaoxiao thought of the dozen or so bodyguards guarding outside, but it was not a great crime to listen to the arrangement.

"They're fine, they'll just forget what happened today."

Dugu Mo glanced at the door and took it lightly.

"Then let's go home, Mom is also in a hurry."

After Dugu Mo dealt with the remaining things here, he and Song Xiaoxiao drove Lin Jiahui back to the villa in Qinling Community.

Lin Jiahui fell asleep early after coming back and drinking a bowl of porridge due to fatigue, hunger and kidnapping.

"It's because I'm too ignorant and not thoughtful that I get into these troubles and affect my mother."

Song Xiaoxiao blamed herself a little and lowered her head and said.

"Silly girl, it's not your fault," Dugu Mo could only be so comforted.

"But it's all because of me that this kind of thing happened, but fortunately my mother didn't have anything to do, otherwise I would have regretted it for the rest of my life. I only have one of my mother's closest family members now, and if something happens to her, I will be an orphan. ”

"Not next time, during this time, Wantong was the only one who had a dispute with us, and now that he has become like this, he will not endanger Auntie's safety."

This is true, Song Xiaoxiao thought about Dugu Mo's words, and then she was relieved.

If it weren't for that, how could Song Xiaoxiao go to Changbai Mountain with Dugu Mo with peace of mind to experience a new world that belongs to her.

On the second day, at about noon, Qin Haolin came to the door.

When Song Xiaoxiao opened the door and saw Qin Haolin, he was a little familiar, but he couldn't think of it for a while.

"What, Xiaoxiao, don't you remember me?" Qin Haolin looked at Song Xiaoxiao's hesitant expression, a little sad.

"Uncle Qin, please come in." Song Xiaoxiao responded politely.

"I still remember it." Qin Haolin showed a smile at this time, walked in and sat on the sofa.

"Uncle Qin, why did you suddenly come to my house, could it be that you and my mother are old friends?"

Song Xiaoxiao thought about it for a long time and came up with such a guess.

Dugu Mo sat aside, looking at Qin Haolin, and then at Song Xiaoxiao, there was always a strange feeling.

"If it's looking for my mother, I'll call now, my mother has been unwell for the past two days and is still resting?"

"It's not comfortable, the last time I came to see her, she was fine, why did she suddenly get sick?"

Song Xiaoxiao listened to Qin Haolin's words, thinking that he was really his mother's friend, otherwise how could he have seen Lin Jiahui in advance.

It's just that Song Xiaoxiao has never heard Lin Jiahui say that she has such a friend, who is elegant and elegant, and it doesn't look simple, so must the background.

"Uncle Qin, wait a minute, I'll go and call my mother."

"Don't, since your mother is sick, let her rest well, I'm just coming to see you."

"Look at me?" Song Xiaoxiao was a little puzzled, how could Qin Haolin suddenly look for her.

"I want to tell you something, I wonder if your mother has mentioned me to you in the past two days?"

Qin Haolin's expression had a hint of expectation, thinking that Song Xiaoxiao could say the answer he wanted to hear.

"No, Mom didn't say anything."

"That's right." Qin Haolin's expression turned into disappointment and loss at this moment.